Chapter 88 Finalized
Zhang Fan returned to the warehouse in a good mood. He closed the door, as if he was cut off from the world, and the whole world became quiet.

He held the more than 200 wooden boxes in front of him with both hands and took a deep breath of the cool air, as if he could absorb energy in this way. A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Sure enough, exercise is good for people. It is both comfortable and stress-relieving!" he said to himself.

Then, he sat down in the middle and began to use telekinesis to move the boxes of antiques to him one by one.

Although the box was heavy, it was as light as a feather in front of Zhang Fan's telekinesis. He waved his hand lightly, and the box flew in front of him as if it had wings, and then landed gently on the ground.

Similarly, he used telekinesis to open the box. The antiques inside seemed to be summoned by something, rolling in the air one by one, dazzling people.

Zhang Fan closed his eyes and began to concentrate on absorbing the energy from the antique.

Suddenly, he thought, could he not touch the antiques but use telekinesis as a link?

He used his telekinesis like countless thin silk threads to connect the antiques flying in the air, and he could indeed feel several or dozens of strands of energy inside the antiques.

He held on to his original state, and these energies flowed into his body like trickles, nourishing his true energy.

Time passed slowly during his practice, and before he knew it, it was already late at night.

Zhang Fan remained focused, as if everything around him had disappeared, leaving only him and those antiques.

Suddenly, a mosquito flew to his ear and buzzed.

Zhang Fan didn't move, as if he didn't hear anything at all.

The mosquito flew around his ear, as if challenging his patience.

However, Zhang Fan was not distracted by this.

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a sly smile. He instantly activated his telekinesis to wrap the mosquito, then glared at it, causing the mosquito to instantly burst into a ball of blood, adding a touch of spice to this boring training.

"Brother Doom's 'Whoever you stare at will have his brain exploded' is really useful!" he thought.

Zhang Fan continued to practice until he had dealt with all the boxes.

It was already early in the morning, and he estimated that the Qi in his body had increased by less than half a level. He thought, "This is really krypton gold!"

He discovered that when absorbing the energy of antiques, some very old antiques provided less energy than newer ones, and some newer ones provided no energy at all.

This made him feel a little confused, so he decided to write down some representative ones and ask Da Jin Ya and Hu Bayi later.

As for Fatty Wang, Zhang Fan thought it would be better not to let him cause more trouble.

Then, he started to practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique and began to digest the energy in his body bit by bit.

During the practice, he vaguely felt that the bottleneck had loosened a little, and it seemed that he was one step closer to a breakthrough.

But it seems that there is more than one step away from a breakthrough!
After practicing all night, I was speechless.

When Zhang Fan woke up early the next morning, he was still a little angry.

He thought of the little girl Teng Teng, but she didn't even call him.

He suddenly lay down on the ground, looking at the ceiling of the factory and thinking: "Does this little girl Teng Teng really not miss her dad?"

He searched around but couldn't find his cell phone.

I slapped my head and remembered that my cell phone was still in the car.

He hurried to the car, and was even more furious when he saw what was going on.

There was not a single missed call on the cell phone, obviously Teng Teng had not called him.

Zhang Fan sighed, shook his head, and looked up to see two large trucks approaching. When he asked, he found out that they were arranged by Da Jin Ya to transport the goods.

Coincidentally, Da Jin Ya also called and said that a batch of weapons had been packed in Beijing and were being sent to Shanghai. He also mentioned that a convoy had been arranged to transport the goods this morning. Zhang Fan checked the license plate and ignored it, turned around and drove back to the Peace Hotel.

After hanging up the phone, Fatty Wang also called. The brothers got together and said that they had already arrived at those factories and had enough weapons, including swords, spears, swords and halberds. There was no armor, but the manufacturer could customize it and it was guaranteed to be useful.

Zhang Fan also gave a few instructions, saying that it must be authentic and use sufficient ingredients!
Fatty Wang also agreed and brought the weapons back today!

After hanging up the phone, I had driven less than ten kilometers when my cell phone rang again. It was an unfamiliar number.

As soon as the call was connected, it was Chen Xiaoxi's voice: "Is this Mr. Fan? I'm Chen Xiaoxi. We met in Editor-in-Chief Chu's office. You left me your address and phone number."

After a conversation between the two, it turned out that Chen Xiaoxi went to Room 521 of the Peace Hotel to look for him today, but was told that he was not there, so he called.

Zhang Fan said that he rushed to the Heping Hotel immediately, and he didn't know whether the little girl Teng Teng had been sent back by her uncle and Abao.

He sped all the way and soon arrived at the Peace Hotel. After parking the car in the garage, he first went to the lobby on the first floor to pick up Chen Xiaoxi, and then got into the elevator.

When entering the elevator, he asked Old Man Gu whether Uncle and Abao had arrived. Old Man Gu said that Abao had just gone out not long ago. Zhang Fan understood and shook his head.

After entering the room, he took Chen Xiaoxi and sat down on the sofa, poured her a cup of tea, and prepared to listen to Chen Xiaoxi's detailed introduction.

"Mr. Fan, I know you are always cautious about investment projects, and I respect your decision-making process very much." There was a hint of sincerity in Chen Xiaoxi's tone.

"We have done a lot of preparatory work for the film "The Terracotta Warriors", including polishing the script, selecting the director and actors, and market research. I believe that this film not only has commercial value, but also has high artistic value."

Zhang Fan nodded, agreeing with what Chen Xiaoxi said.

He knows that a good project, whether business or art, requires careful planning and preparation.

"Director Chen, I need to know more specific information about this movie, such as the story outline of the script, the director's creative style, the cast, etc." Zhang Fan said. He actually vaguely remembered all this information, but he had to do his best in acting.

Chen Xiaoxi took out a document from the bag beside her and handed it to Zhang Fan.

You must be well prepared to come and see Zhang Fan.

"Here are the details of our film, including the ones you just mentioned. I hope you can take a closer look, and I believe you will see our sincerity and the potential of this film."

Zhang Fan took the document and began to read it carefully.

His brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, as if he was thinking about the various possibilities of this movie. Chen Xiaoxi did not disturb him, but waited quietly for his feedback.

After a while, Zhang Fan put down the file. The plot was exactly the same as what he had seen in his previous life. He looked at Chen Xiaoxi and said, "How about Director Chen tell me about the preparations for this movie?"

"Mr. Fan, thank you for taking the time to listen to my introduction to the movie "The Terracotta Warriors." Chen Xiaoxi's voice was steady and powerful, with a hint of excitement.

Zhang Fan nodded, wondering why this man was so excited, but also gestured for him to continue.

"The story outline of the film has been completed, and we have ensured the coherence and appeal of the story through many discussions and revisions. Our script has also gone through several rounds of polishing, and each scene has been carefully designed to present the most exciting visual effects and emotional experience."

Zhang Fan listened attentively and with great interest. Although he knew that this movie later became a classic, with Zhang Yimou as the male lead and Gong Li as the female lead, this sense of participation was quite interesting, as if he was playing a development game.

"Regarding the director's creative style, I can summarize it in a few words: innovative, delicate and profound. I hope that through this movie, I can bring a brand new visual experience and deep thinking to the audience." Chen Xiaoxi's words were full of passion.

Zhang Fan expressed interest in Chen Xiaoxi's directing style. He knew that such directors could often create unique works.

"As for the cast, we have selected several talented actors whose acting skills and popularity will add a lot to the film. We will also invite some new generation actors to participate in order to cater to the tastes of different audiences."

Zhang Fan expressed his concern about the cast and was looking forward to the confrontation between Zhang Yimou and Gong Li.

"In addition, we will conduct large-scale market research to ensure that the film's audience positioning is accurate and the publicity and promotion is more effective."

Zhang Fan agreed with the importance of market research. He knew that only by understanding the needs of the audience could he better satisfy them and thus achieve box office success.

But Chen Xiaoxi will probably be disappointed. Would Zhang Yimou care about this?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to be in deep thought so as not to let Chen Xiaoxi see that he was laughing.

"Director Chen, I am very interested in "The Terracotta Warriors". Your preparations for the film have given me confidence in its success. I have decided to invest 500 million yuan, hoping to contribute to the production and promotion of this film." Zhang Fan said, secretly delighted in his heart.

When Chen Xiaoxi heard Zhang Fan's investment decision, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Mr. Fan, your trust and support are our greatest motivation. We will do our best to make this movie a classic."

Zhang Fan's decision made Chen Xiaoxi overjoyed, his eyes sparkling with longing and expectation for the future. He stood up and stretched out his hand to Zhang Fan, expressing his gratitude and determination.

Zhang Fan also stood up, and the two held each other's hands tightly. At this moment, the cooperation between them was not only business-related, but also a resonance in their pursuit of art.

Yes, I’m Zhang Fan! The entertainment mogul! The national master’s assistant!

"Mr. Fan, your investment means a lot to us. I promise that we will spend every penny wisely and make "The Terracotta Warriors" a movie worth remembering." Chen Xiaoxi's tone was firm and confident.

Zhang Fan nodded. He believed that Chen Xiaoxi and his team could do it, and that Zhang Yimou and Gong Li would definitely make him a fortune.

Thinking about Brother Doomsday, it's always better to have double insurance, right? Why not give Brother Zongwu some benefits? So he said, "Director Chen, I will provide the armor and ancient clothes involved in the movie. I will arrange for a few history professors. We must ensure authenticity!"

Chen Xiaoxi was overjoyed when he heard this and said with a smile: "Okay! Okay! Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your concern!"

The two sat down again and began to discuss the production details and promotion plans of the film in detail.

Chen Xiaoxi was so passionate, but Zhang Fan was just trying to kill time.

Chen Xiaoxi was full of praise for the suggestions put forward by Zhang Fan. Every detail seemed to have been carefully polished dozens or hundreds of times, and every idea was so amazing.

Zhang Fan just thought in his heart that this was a routine that had been played out by the film industry in the past 30 years.

Oh! Not only that, there is also the Internet celebrity circle!

A pure dimensionality reduction attack!
Time passed quietly during their discussion, and Zhang Fan added more tea to Chen Xiaoxi's cup several times.

Zhang Fan looked out the window. The sun was rising. He guessed that Teng Teng was about to come back. It seemed boring to keep talking about the same thing. He lost interest.

He stood up and said to Chen Xiaoxi, "Director Chen, we had a very pleasant discussion today. I am looking forward to this film. Tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to contact you to ensure that the investment funds can be received in time. I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

Chen Xiaoxi also stood up, but this time he was not as excited as before.

"Mr. Fan, thank you! It's a pleasure to work with you!"

The two shook hands again, and then Zhang Fan saw Chen Xiaoxi out of the room.

Zhang Fan never mentioned the copyright issue of "Terracotta Warriors" from beginning to end!

Because this is not a problem in itself. Money is not omnipotent, but money is invincible!
Back in the house, Zhang Fan stood in front of the window and lit a cigarette. Before he could take a few puffs, he saw A Bao driving his uncle's Tiger Head Mercedes back.

She quickly put out the cigarette and used something to fan away the smoke. The little girl didn't like the smell of smoke recently.

I looked at the window again and saw that Po had already driven the car into the garage.

At this time, a bus passed by outside. It was red and very festive, with words written on it saying Shanghai Museum 1989, Good luck in the new year!
What a coincidence!

So many! So many!
There must be a lot of energy!

"Ding dong!"

At this time, the sound of the doorbell came, pulling Zhang Fan out of his fantasy. Zhang Fan quickly walked over to open the door for Teng Teng, but when he opened the door, he was stunned!
"Miss Chu!"

It was Chu Yiren who was outside the door, holding a file bag in her hand and with a few drops of sweat on her hair.

I didn't expect Chu Yiren to come to my house!
Zhang Fan looked at the elevator entrance again, but there was no movement. Could he have come up by stairs?
Chu Yiren blushed slightly and said, "Mr. Zhang, let's go in and talk. Where's Teng Teng?"

In fact, Chu Yiren was climbing up the stairs. She had flipped through Zhang Fan's "The Snowy Swordsman" when she had nothing to do. The more she read, the more fascinated she became!

She wanted to come to Zhang Fan to sign the book. According to her experience, this book must be of great quality!
Who knows, Zhang Fan might be able to become a god with this book!
But he also wanted to find Zhang Fan to ask about the subsequent plot, such as Nangong Pushe, Lu Chengyan, Wang Chudong, Hongshu, Qingniao, Yu Youwei, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, and Jiang Ni!
I want to know if Xu Fengnian has retrieved Lao Huang’s sword box in Wudi City!
I want to know what happened to Jiang Ni who was holding the Daliang Longque!
I also want to know whether Xu Fengnian has avenged his mother!
I also want to know whether Hong Xixiang, who rides a cow, helped Xu Zhihu to ascend to heaven, and whether they were together and had a happy ending!

Zhang Fan was just about to move aside, thinking that Teng Teng had not come back yet, when he heard the elevator ring and the sound of the iron door opening.

Abao came out holding Teng Teng, and his uncle followed closely behind.

The two adults looked at the woman in front of the door, their faces were stunned and their expressions became a little strange.

Teng Teng, however, was dancing with joy, asking A Bao to put her down. As soon as she got down, she went straight to Chu Yiren, ignoring Zhang Fan.

Teng Teng ran over and hugged Chu Yiren's legs, looking up and yelling, "Auntie! You came to see Teng Teng! Yeah!"

The little guy is so happy!
(End of this chapter)